pg.4: Every member of both teams knew the layout of the ship as well as any Imperial crewmen. They moved through it like ghosts, down corridors closed or cleared by friends on work details, through crawlways and up access ladders that appeared on no construction blueprint.	Interior details of an Executor-class Star Deadnought
pg.5: Like a cluster of insects returning to the hive, the fleet of Imperial transports rose from N'zoth toward the great daggar shaped Star Destroyer. More than twenty thousand citizens of the Empire were crammed into the insect fleet--soldiers and bureauocrats, technicians and families. "Activate all autotargeting batteries," said Nil Sparr. "Lock on targets."	Autotargeting batteries on a Star Dreadnought, targeting multiple ships
pg.10: The A-wings also drew the first opposing fire. Several ion-cannon batteries on the surface opened up in a vain attempt to protect their high orbiting eyes. Moments after the ground batteries revealed their locations, gunners on the lead Republic assault cruisers had them targeted. High-powered lasers on the cruisers painted the batteries, blinding ground sensors and testing for counterpunch fire from secondary sites. When there was none, the great pulse cannon mounted aboard the Star Destroyers methodically turned the ground batteries into smoking black craters.	Star Destroyers pinpointing ground targets while not in orbit
pg.14: That something was the New Republic Star Destroyer Resolve. Specially outfitted with multiple shields into which were poured the full power of her engines,
pg.15: Shells crashed against its invisible shields with such force that the ship itself shuddered and shook.	Star Destroyer Resolve's shileds.
pg.17: The signals were being relayed across fifteen parsecs by hyperspace transponder,
pg.21: "Senator, it is not possible to assault a planet which enjoys the protection of a planetary shield until that shield has been disabled."
pg.38: Now the stones swirled again in the air, joined by others plucked from the sea and stripped from the face of the cliff. Now broken edge fused against broken edge, and the dark faces of the rock lightened as the mineral structure was reshuffled.Now heavy rock walls and floors thinned to an airy elegance as if they were clay in a potter's press. Now a tower stretched skyward until it rose above the edge of the cliff.	Luke rebuilding a tower with the Force.
pg.45: The latter wore combat armor, a personal shield, and a SoroSuub blaster rifle with backpack generator.
pg.48-49: "Oh, yes, we realigned all the emitters. You were getting interference nodes to port and starboard--left her vulnerable to a side attack." "First we took her apart down to the frame, then we took the frame apart—we have holos, you'll have to see how twisted some of the ribs and stringers were. Structurally, she's about fifteen percent new." "When we built her back up, all the cables were properly tagged and bundled, all the mechanicals shock-mounted, all the electricals grounded and pulse-shielded—" "I knew I should have been keeping an eye on you," Han said. "Probably added a couple of tons to her displacement—" "She's three hundred kilos lighter." "We replaced your missing escape pods. upgraded the tractor beam generator to a Mark Seven, and the hyperdrive motivator to a Series Four-oh-one—" "Holy mother of meteors." "—Replaced all the sensor lenses. Duplicated an original YT-1300 battery regulator from Corellian specs—" "That was probably a mistake."	Millennium Falcon rebuild
pg.50: "She'll be about twenty percent faster, ten percent more efficient, and a hundred percent more reliable."	Falcon after rebuild
pg.67: "Sit where you like, and I'll put an air cushion under you."	Luke Force-wanking
pg.100: He took her at first for a projection, because it was unthinkable that anyone could have passed through the walls, his screens, without alerting him. But then he touched her bare arm, and touch told him her skin was real, and warm.	Luke mistaking a real person for a hologram, indicating that realistic holograms exist.
pg.107: Seams appeared in the unbroken expanse of silicone and quartz crystal, and the wall opened on hinges that had not existed moments before.	Luke manipulating the Force
pg.109-110: The entire area surrounding the president's residence was secured airspace and protected by its own local shield generator.
pg.121: With a light touch on the main viewport controls, he increased the gain on the photoamplifiers until the outline of the vagabond sharpened and the body of the vessel brightened enough to show the gross detail.	Tech: Viewport Photoamplifiers
pg.123: "What a mess," Lieutenant Norda Proi said, studying the high-resolution scan of space directly ahead of the Steadfast. The three-D display showed more than twelve thousand objects, from hundreds no larger than a Stormtrooper's combat boot to one that promised to be the aft third of an Imperial Star Destroyer.
pg.126: "Looks like a failure of the primary transfer coupling for the solar ionization reactor. Which is about as foolproof a piece of eqiuipment as there is abord a Star Destroyer." "Sabotage?" "Or just plain bad luck, said Proi." Whatever happened, it dropped the hyperspace motivator right down the pipe into the reactor core. The secondary explosion broke her back and carried away just about everything below the twenty-sixth deck. Poor sods wouldn't have had any warning at all. Concussion alone probably killed most everyone on the upper decks." Proi switched to the signal from SM-5 and SM-6, which were slowly making their way to the bridge. "Ensign, what would the normal ship's compliment be for the intact portion of the Gnisnal?" "At battle stations, approximately twelve thousand. At normal watch stations, approximately seven thousand, four hundred."
pg.127: The primary task for the droids and their operators was to inventory the ship's hangars, which had been located forward of the reactor, and its gun batteries, which ordinarily bristled from every face of the wedge-shaped main hull. "Sir, the lights are on in Corridor R, Level Ninety. There's still power aboard." "Redundant systems," Proi said, frowning, calling a three-view plan of the ship to his display. "That section is served by the Number Four power cell, backed up by the Number Eight. I guess one of them's still working. Give the Imps credit, they built those babies to last."	Detailed systems in a decade old Star Destroyer wreck. Note that power to various systems is still operating
pg.128: "You know—as quickly as this ship went bad, there's a chance they didn't have time to initiate a purge—"
pg.128-129: More than forty work stations, their displays all shattered, were arrayed in two half-circles. All faced the two-meter tall metallic cylinder that stood like an unfinished sculpture on a platform against the far wall. Hanging on the wall to either side of the cylinder were digital display panels as wide as blast doors. An ever-changing array of multicolored messages in Basic and binary filled most of the face of the left panel. "What is it?" "Our express ticket back to Coruscant," said Lieutenant Norda Proi. "An intact Imperial memory core."
pg.129: Accessing the contents, [of the Star Destroyer Grisnal's memory core]though, required knowing which of more than a hundred Imperial data sequencing algorhythms had been used to write information to the core. And that knowledge was not stored anywhere in the core itself, but in the dual system controllers--which had not survived the destruction of the ship.
pg.132: And he knew the entire history of the Asset Tracking office, it had never before had available to it what he had now before him: a complete Imperial order of battle. It was all there: Every warship, by name, class, callsign, and commander, assigned to every fleet and combat command. Every fighter, interceptor, bomber, and assualt squadron posted to every SD, SSD, carrier, and Dreadnaught, with squadron strengths detailed. Every stormtrooper company and infantry battalion assigned to every transport, occupation force, outpost, and fort. Every cripple in drydock and every keel in shipyard, with projected repair and completion dates. Even the second-tier vessels allocated to training commands were included. The datastamp on the file was more than ten years old, but it was still a treasure beyond price. The order of battle encompassed information far beyond that which ordinary ship captains and task force commanders would have at their disposal, information that only a ranking sector commander or the Emperor's own military aides would possess.
pg.137-138: According to Ayddar, the order of battle for Black Sword includes forty-four capital ships which we have not seen nor heard of since the fall of the Emperor. None smaller than a Victory-class Star Destroyer. Three are Super-class vessels. Drayson whistled. "What do you think of his analysis?" "I find it indisputable." "You know that that's more than enough firepower to overwhelm any planetary system in the New Republic," said Drayson. "Coruscant included."
pg.142: "General, it's because of the fleet that no one's going to attack us" Leia said. "Ackbar tells me we can now call on more ships than fought on both sides of the largest battle of the Rebellion."
pg.143: "The Empire's standard Sector Group strength was only twenty-four Star Destroyers. They were able to exercise control over an entire system with a single Imperial-class ship. They were able to overwhelm anything up to a Class Four planetary defense with one-third of a Sector Group."
pg.161: "Virtually all interstellar traffic goes by way of hyperspace." "Which skips right over this neighborhood," Lando said. "nobody goes to deep interstellar except pirates, and not many of them."
pg.165: "Although I am fluent in more than one thousand languages and codes which employ single-frequency vibrations as meaning units, this does not match the syntax of any of those methods of communication."	C3P0's abilities
pg.174: "Droids can have their memories read, or wiped. Droids will dump their memory data under sensor-torture. Droids also know what it is that they know, which can lead to erratic behavior. Droids have revealed criminal acts by their owners, refused orders from their owners, wiped their own memories, destroyed themselves—" "Artoo wishes to remind us that all combat astromechs have protected memory segments which can be used to store sensitive information," said Threepio. "He says that in more than thirty years of operation, no captured R2 unit has ever revealed the contents of a protected memory segment."
pg.176: "Sir, in order to fulfill my primary function as a protocol droid, I was constructed with the capacity for polyharmony. I believe that I can sing the sequence, with Artoo's help."
pg.179: A few minutes before 1300 hours, Lando and Lobot slid into the cockpit couches aboard Lady Luck. Lady Luck had been flying with her engines cold, a parasite on the side of the cruiser, for more than a month. Respecting that fact, Lando went through an unusually thorough system check in the minutes that remained, bringing the engines to a state of readiness just one step before going hot.
pg.211: Thanks to the array of small gas thrusters built into all astromech droids, Artoo's motions were far more controlled than Lando's—
pg.233: In the next moment he drew deeply on the Force and reached out to crush the blaster with a thought as powerful as a vice. Luke's answer was a thought-blow that tore the blaster from the man's hand and smashed it against the wall of the dwelling behind him. It exploded into a shower of sparks and shattered into a dozen fragments. The first man he had disarmed projected a personal shield, which blunted Luke's initial stroke. But the blow took the man to his knees all the same. The next stroke, with the power of the lightsaber married to the will of a Jedi Master, sliced through the shield and deep into the assailant's chest.
pg.241: Capable of exceptionally high speeds in realspace, a flatfish rarely took more than a day to complete a mapping and survey pass across the top of an entire star system.	Tech: Star System Mapper
pg.247: Aramadia went into orbit forty klicks below the lower limit of Coruscant's planetary shield... "So far as we know," said Ackbar, "it's not possible to jump through or over our planetary shield."
pg.272: The bodies turned to vapor and vanished and the blood was scorched from the rocks. The ground turned to black glass, and the river exploded into steam. When the barrage was over, nothing was left of the vermin but the holes they had carved in the ground with their hands and the trails they had beaten into the hills with their footsteps.	Orbital bombardment
pg.274: "Primate, there is an ionization inversion above the clouds over this planet. Together, the two are interfering with the targeting computers on all our ships."
pg.279: An antifighter turbolaser battery on the cruiser tracked the interceptor and blew it into a thousand pieces, which returned to the surface as a rain of metal. Because he was afraid to die, he fled to the far side of the planet, hiding in the clouds under the ionization shield the Empire had created for Polneye.